Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 1139 Confessed, but not fully confessed

I waited until eleven o'clock in the evening and fell asleep in a daze on the couch.

The heart is thinking about Dennis, so sleep very lightly, in a haze I heard the sound of opening and

closing the door in the corridor, followed by the deliberately low sound of footsteps.

He opened the door and came in, gently approaching me, taking off his jacket and draping it over me.

When I opened my eyes, Dennis was half-kneeling next to the sofa, ready to carry me back to the inner

room. Seeing that I was awake, he rubbed my head painfully, "Didn't you say you didn't have to wait for

me, why didn't you sleep first by yourself?"

He called at dinner time, temporarily to deal with a cross-country meeting, to return in the latter part of

the night.

I propped myself up on the arm of the sofa and sat up straight, my mind still not quite clear, "You don't

come back, sleep is not solid."

Dennis laughed at me like a little kid, "I don't work overtime, in case something goes wrong and I can't

keep you and the kids safe for a lifetime, that's when I should be uncomfortable."

"You are well, how can we not be safe." I scolded, "We can't spend all our money in our lifetime, you

should not work as hard as before, if your body loses money, you can't make up for it by spending as

much money as you can."

Dennis smiled lightly, lowered his head for me to put on slippers, helped me towards the bedroom, NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

"health, peace and prosperity, in the end is also a resource for the money is the resource, the building

collapse is not a matter of one day and night, to keep the stability of our family, a moment can not be

relaxed, like walking on thin ice is necessary."

I understand the reasoning, the bigger the business, the more responsibility on the shoulders, not

afraid of what if, afraid of outsiders have the intention to calculate.

I waited until this point, not to talk to Dennis about the business scriptures, plus after a good night's

sleep, and not very sleepy, the idea in my head that I wanted Dennis to confess became more clear.

Dennis helped me to the edge of the bed, while he himself was half squatting, taking my hand in his

and playing with it, and coldly and suddenly came out with the words, "Honey, what do you think you

would do if you suddenly found out that I wasn't that good at all?"

This confused me, "What's not good? What's not good?"

After a pause, and thoughtfully said, "We just married that time, you are not very good to me, I am not

according to your love to death, otherwise, which there are today?"

Older couples, probably just like to talk about some inexplicable topics.

Willing to confide in, at this age, is the greatest expression of love, than those who look at each other,

the words do not talk more than half a sentence of the resentful couple, our life is much more down-to-

earth.

Dennis still kept his head down, smiled to himself, and repeatedly asked the same question, "I mean, if

I'm not as good a person as you think, or if I'm just a selfish, self-serving person who only cares about

himself at the expense of others, would you resent it?"

Sure enough, the heart hides things, whether men or women, will become mother-in-law.

All in one room, there is nothing to be ashamed of, I simply reached out and took Dennis' face directly,

forcing him to meet me eye to eye, "Dennis, look at me, see clearly."

"I am your wife, I love you, and I will always be by your side, until death do us part, for all eternity,

understand?"

Dennis' black eyes had light flashing in them, and soon he smiled with relief, pursing his lips a little,

"Understood."

He has been so patient to make him happy, but still refuses to tell the truth, when do we have to wait?

I was already a little impatient waiting, but Dennis was not slow to pull up my pant legs and began to

massage my calves.

This can't help but remind me of the phrase "married men are attentive, either making a mistake, or on

the way to making a mistake".

Thinking of this, reaching for Dennis' arm, his magnetic voice but at that moment low sounded, "Today

Benjamin asked me to meet with him to work with him in the counterfeit money business, I thought."

The hand stopped in mid-air, and weakly put down, fortunately he said in time, and then a second later,

the nature is different.

"The country is cracking down so hard on counterfeit money, and he still dares to act against the

wind?" I said.

Dennis pounded my leg while explaining carelessly, "It's hard to trace the root cause of not doing the

domestic market and only exporting abroad, he's smart enough to know to use us as a lair, not a single

thing involving this side of the law has been done, and even if it's found, he won't necessarily be

extradited."

"Quinn and Lucas are also his recruits, the purpose is to make the police feel that the George Group's

money is not so clean, want me to be watched by the police, everywhere restricted, now is the wind of

crime, everyone is self-conscious, and want to make a splash, all expect me to be convicted."

The world is like this, good people do a lifetime, no one will give you an award, but the wind, rumors

and legends that you have a little hint of doing evil, you have to be pointed out by a thousand people.

Sometimes being a good person, you really have to be strong inside.

If I were Dennis, I would also be chilled. I have been a conscientious entrepreneur for so many years,

paid so many taxes and supported so many people, but in the end, I became a key monitoring target

because of two notorious foreigners.

"It's enough to be righteous and not afraid of the shadow, I believe in you, the whole family believes in

you." I looked down at him, and my words were earnest, "Dennis, you must remember that you are

never beaten by people who don't care."

Dennis narrowed his eyes and jerked up to leave a soft kiss on my forehead, "Don't worry, Mrs.

George, I'll go take a shower then."

After saying that, he turned around and went into the bathroom, and not long after, the sound of the

shower came from the bathroom.

After talking to him for such a long time, my heart is finally a little more stable.

However, when I leaned on Dennis, pressed against his chest, and was about to fall asleep a second

before, I suddenly realized that he was explaining about his appointment with Benjamin today, but what

about yesterday, when he was annoyed over Olivia and Mr. Chambers' trifling words?

Thinking about this, I snapped awake and looked up to see that Dennis was already faintly snoring, so I

had to give up again.

The whole body of the reluctant will hold him tight, hate to itch, this man, the sound of the West with the

perfect, causing me so long to react!

The result of tonight's conversation became, all of a sudden, a confession, but not a full confession.

Men!

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I woke up to the sound of Nanny knocking on the door and opened my eyes to look at the clock, it was

just before seven o'clock.

"What is it, Nanny?" I asked, wilting, not even bothering to open my eyes for a moment.

"There's an officer from the army who says he wants to see sir and has been waiting in the hall for a

long time." Nanny said at the top of her lungs.

Early in the morning, do not let people sleep peacefully.

In the heart of some broken thoughts, finally still maintain the adult reason, "know, you go greet first,

we will come down in a minute."

I sighed long and hard to open my eyes, and turned my head to see that Dennis was not awakened by

such a loud noise?

Blinking, when his vision became a little clearer, he realized that he seemed to be having some kind of

nightmare, his brow furrowed as if he was haunted by a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

Reaching out to push him a hand, Dennis opened his eyes with a jerk, scaring me almost screaming

and covering his chest with fear.

He froze for a couple of seconds before he turned his head to look at me with a chaotic expression and

asked, "Why are you awake so early?"

"There are guests downstairs." I said, "What did you dream about?"

Dennis lowered his eyes, quickly hiding the hint of panic he had just woken up with, and sat up from the

bed, "It's nothing."

"Don't you have guests? Pack up and go downstairs, make people wait too long."